Run

Well on my way

I smell the rain

Rumblins of a storm

The cowards will run

The warchild will fight

They’ll bring the world to its knees

How will I know

Where will we go from here

I’ll tell you it’s not what you dream about at

Night alone

And I run

Tending the wounds

I’m living the truth

The strength of a knew found world

And through it all the last man tall

Will have bled for a word called free

How will I know

Where will we go from here

I’ll tell you it’s not what you dream about at

Night alone

And I run

And I run

And I run

And I run

How will I know

Where will we go from here

I’ll tell you it’s not what you dream about at

Night alone